The leaves are still rubbing the fibers carefully.

Seeing Xu Chen getting a piece of wood back after working hard for a long time, she felt very surprised and wanted to ask, but she still forced herself to control her emotions. She didn't want Xu Chen to despise her.

However, the original man's emoticon seriously betrayed her inner activities

"spindle!"

Xu Chen sat down beside her and pointed to the spindle in his hand to explain.

Ye nodded, indicating that he had heard it.

"Do you want to know what the use of me doing?"

Xu Chen smiled and picked up a bunch of rubbed fibers.

This sentence was too complicated, Ye didn't understand it, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

Xu Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is always an insurmountable communication barrier between myself and this group of savages.

Their language is too simple and limited to the expression of words.

If it is a little more complicated, it won't be understood.

The consequence of this is that he is less and less able to speak, and he has to change his oral habits in vernacular Chinese and try to use the simplest words and a lot of actions to express his meaning.

However, spinning is too complicated, and the language system that is just beginning to sprout is too pale to explain at all.

Therefore, he can only demonstrate on-site.

First rub the loose threads again, try to make each thread of fiber completely disperse, and then slowly pull out a thin thread from it and wrap it around the spindle. Then, hold the spindle with one hand and pull the wrist. The threads begin to twist and twist into a thin thread as the spindle rotates.

This is the simplest and oldest spinning pattern.

Just like rubbing a straw rope.

After each twist, gently pull the hemp bundle to keep the fibers even.

Xu Chen's movements were very clumsy, because this was the first time he was spinning in two lives.

Because I am not familiar with the movement, the thickness of the twine I pull out is not very uniform, and I feel like a lump.

Ye looked surprised, but at the same time he was very confused.

At this time, she already understood that Xu Chen wanted to use this thinner bark silk to rub the rope.

But what's the use of such a thin rope?

"Rose...ga!"

Finally, she couldn't help but feel curiosity in her heart. The little female savage spoke, but because she was unhappy, she stubbornly expressed her dissatisfaction in another way.

Xu Chen glared: "Rope!"

Ye slightly shrank his neck, and then whispered in a very aggrieved voice: "Rope!"

Xu Chen smiled slightly and nodded, stopped spinning the thread and pointed at the thin thread and said, "Line!"

Then he turned around and pointed to the strap of the backpack: "Rope."

Ye's face was confused.

Xu Chen had to use his fingers to compare the thickness of the thread and bark rope respectively to explain: "Line, thin, rope, thick, understand?"

Ye then realized that he came over and nodded, but he was still confused and pointed at the Teng Line and asked in a low voice: "Search, Moxie Gaga!"

Xu Chen could not tell or explain, so he put the spindle in her hand and made a move to continue to pull the thread. Ye quickly took it over and slowly circled the spindle as Xu Chen's actions just now. Xu Chen gave a few words carefully next to him, and soon Ye became more and more sensible.

Xu Chen stood up, picked up the stone axe and went to the woods again.

...

The sun slowly sets, the red clouds all over the sky reflect the mountains, and the world is clear and high.

The dense flock of birds circling and singing to return to their nests.

The small river at the foot of the mountain and like a jade belt, winding through the green river beach and heading towards the entrance of the valley not far away.

In front of the cave, the smell of food began to spread.

At the edge of the fire pit, several pots were simmering in the charcoal fire and were steaming.

A strong fragrance emanates from these pots.

Under the temptation of the food fragrance, many savages began to swallow their saliva, and even kept looking into the fire pit while working.

A group of children had long been around the fire pit, watching the row of clay pots keep sucking their mouths, and even their favorite terracotta figurines were thrown all over the floor in a mess.

When you have good food, you will abandon the things you like.

The delicious stew makes them have no resistance.

"Yehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In this difficult waiting, when he heard the sound of Moba's daily call for food, almost everyone threw down their things at the same time, rushed to the fire pit in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, they hurried around the fire pit and rushed the airtight around them.

Several women in charge of sharing food were also a little excited. They quickly set up the pottery bowl, took out the pottery jar from the fire pit with animal skin, and started distributing food with shells.

As the food is poured into the bowl, a stronger fragrance is emitted, and the sound of gulp is densely filled with sounds.

Xu Chen was also so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. As soon as he heard the call, he threw down the stone axe and the wooden stick in his hand and squeezed into the middle of the crowd.

Mother Ba sat in the seat with a satisfied and kind smile on her face.

Not only is the stew delicious, but it is also soft and delicious. It is the most suitable food for an elderly person like her who has bad teeth.

And if you eat it warmly, your stomach will feel very comfortable.

And all these changes were brought about by Xu Chen.

So she personally handed the first bowl of food to Xu Chen.

Xu Chen was not polite, so he took it and sat down quickly, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Although there is plenty of food recently, there are still two meals a day.

There is a meal at sunrise and a meal at sunset.

On weekdays, there are leaves and a group of children who pick some wild fruits or catch some fish and shrimp to make slate roast.

After getting used to this kind of gain without any effort, Ye and a group of children did not go down the mountain today, so naturally they were hungry all day long.

As the food was delivered to everyone one after another, a group of primitive people began to eat in a mess at this time, and very few people spoke.

After a gust of wind swept away the clouds, as most of the bowl of hot food was eaten, the mood for dinner gradually became lively, and people began to chat and laugh.

One bowl per person, evenly distributed, mixed grain porridge and some mutton soup, and a little leek and green onion sauce.

Because there is a lack of various spices such as salt and peppercorns, the mutton tastes mutton.

But even so, this food is already rare and delicious.

Even though Xu Chen was not used to it, his strong appetite still made him unable to refuse this taste.

At least this is much better than the burnt black snake meat and turtle meat.

After eating a large bowl of porridge soup, Xu Chen remembered that he had stewed a can of melon, so he pointed to the clay pot still placed in the fire pit and gestured to the leaves.

Ye Fu lowered his head and snatched the food and ignored him.

A woman next to her quickly took Xu Chen's bowl, opened the clay pot and took a look, then scooped out a few pieces with clam shells and placed them in his bowl.

Mother Ba asked a strange question, and a woman explained a few words. Mother Ba nodded and told him to give him some.

No one has eaten this kind of melon when it gets old.

However, the aroma is very strong after stewing.

Xu Chen took the bowl and picked it up and tasted it. It felt like the taste of boiled pumpkin. It was soft and glutinous with a hint of sweetness, which was actually very good.

"Soga!"

After tasting it, Moba nodded with smiles and his face full of pleated smiles.

So a group of savages stretched out their bowls, and soon a small can of stewed melons were divided up.

Then a burst of whispering praise sounded.

Xu Chen has a black face.

He vowed to correct the language habits of these primitive people in his lifetime.

Soon after the meal, the men, women, young and old slowly dispersed. The men used the dusk to organize their tools and weapons, while the women cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks, and then settled the children into the hole to sleep.

Xu Chen took a branch collected at the entrance of the cave to Mo Ba and communicated with her. He hoped that people could arrange for people to collect large quantities of this bark from tomorrow and collect some seeds of this tree at the same time.

Although Mo Ba did not understand Xu Chen's purpose, she still agreed to it all.

After talking about the matter, Xu Chen pointed to the cave entrance and the fire pit for a while, and Mother Ba still understood it halfway, but nodded and asked Xu Chen to arrange it himself.

Both things were supported, and Xu Chen felt relieved, picked up the stone axe stick and started to chew it and cut it again.

To weave cloth, it is not enough to have twine alone, but also a loom.

The waist loom is a simple weaving tool that was born since ancient humans knew how to weave cloth. Its structure is very simple and only requires a few pieces of wood. This ancient weaving method is still preserved in many ethnic minorities in the Yunnan-Guizhou area, and almost all have become intangible cultural heritage.

He even bought several tie-dye-embroidered homemade souvenirs to hang at home, but the price is not cheap.

The reason why it is not cheap is that it is slow and the yield is low, which takes a lot of time.

A skilled housewife can knit more than one foot long for a day.

But at present, these primitive people do not lack time, because for them, two meals a day are all, work from sunrise to sunset, and rest from sunset. There is not much concept of time. The concept of living is to fill your stomach as the biggest goal.

But this animal-level concept of life is no longer suitable for humans to continue to develop.
Chapter completed!